I try to think about you,
and not cry.
But as I try,
and I start to remember,
the tears come.
I can't stop,
knowing that you knew,
how breakable I was.
Knowing that you knew,
how things were going to be,
how I would be affected,
and how you would hate me.
Knowing that you knew,
everytime I came to see you,
Pretending to love me,
but I know it was all a lie.
So when I see you,
I will remember,
how breakable I was,
and how unbreakable I am now.
This is also for my mother. She will never Break my heart again. For I am Unbreakable.
